Chapter 143 You Will Be Cured
After five minutes of special treatment, there was a smell of something rotten in the room. On Joe's chest, streams of black water flowed out of the part where Trent treated Joe and dripped onto the sofa.
Seeing this scene, Trent narrowed his eyes. He held his breath and put forth his strength. In the next second, Joe sat up straight and started vomiting violently on the ground.
A pile of junk that emitted a rotten smell was spat out.
At that moment, Joe opened his eyes wide.
"Mr. Brougham... What... What's it?"
Trent comforted Joe calmly, "This is the residue left in your body by the medicine you eat all year round. It can't be expelled out of your body, so it has always affected your health, making you weaker and weaker!"
"Is this the cause of my illness..." Joe asked.
"Not really! According to the ancient book, your illness is known as a congenital disease. It is not a terminal illness, but it

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